"Yes, very good!"

After listening to Lynn's explanation, Barn Finger quickly gave an evaluation, and there was sparse applause from below the podium.

The defending cadets returned to their seats in a huff, and the cadets who were on the same side as Lynn but who had largely watched from the sidelines in this victory also stepped off the podium one by one. Lynn was about to leave with them, but Barn Finger left him alone, and said:

"Lynn. Second Lieutenant Gargo, a brave and skilled night commander, many of us have read about your amazing deeds. Although it was a bit late, you did add a bright color to our wargame deduction course today, and I thought you should introduce yourself to everyone so that we can communicate more in future courses! ”

This felt a little strange, but looking at Barn Finger's eyes was non-toxic and harmless, so Lynn pulled the placket of his shirt and said on the spot: "Fellow students, it is a pleasure to be able to take the ordinary officer course with you. To be honest, I feel ashamed to be able to appear in the Deutsche Zeitung, because there are many, many officers and soldiers who are braver and wiser than me on the battlefield, and I am just lucky to be selected by a senior war correspondent from the Propaganda Department to be the subject of interviews. I was a Germanic of Danish nationality who served in the SS 'Nordic' division in the early days, starting as a junior private. It was also a coincidence that I was selected to cooperate with the night troops in raiding enemy camps during the battle, and later joined the night combat unit, gradually rising from non-commissioned officer to sergeant, all in the space of a few months. Although I have grown a lot, my experience and experience are still far from those of my predecessors. I hope to learn more from you in the future! ”

Although the language is all German, the language foundation is weak after all, and the way of forming words and sentences is too Chinese, so that there are inevitably many sick sentences and wrong sentences, but fortunately, no one among the students has made a fuss about this aspect. After Lynn finished speaking, it was Barn Finger who took the lead in applauding, and most of the cadet officers in the audience also applauded. It can be seen that only some of them are active and voluntary, and most of them look at themselves with a complicated look - it is difficult for Lynn to figure out the true state of mind of everyone for a while, but these different contents of the gaze always make him a little uncomfortable.

Barn Finger didn't have any comments on Lynn's self-introduction, and he immediately said, "Please go back to your seat!" Second Lieutenant Gargo. Ladies and gentlemen, the next round is the fourth round of deduction, I hope you can show your strengths, otherwise, today's best staff officer award will undoubtedly go to Second Lieutenant Gargo! ”

With that, Barn Finger began to erase the original lines from the blackboard, and it looked like a new combat diagram would be used for the fourth round. A mere outstanding performance is obviously not enough to convince the public, but the instructor released it one round in advance, and the weight of this "best staff officer award" is not low, so that many students around him frequently turned their heads to look at Lynn, like a maverick in the onlookers. Fortunately, Lynn's face is not thin, and in this case, he is even more determined that whoever looks at himself will look at him, and as a result, except for the short students who came on stage in the first round as the representative of the attacking side, basically no one dared to look at him for more than two seconds, and the guy who was estimated to be a little taller than Napoleon not only watched for several seconds, but finally grinned, this is the first person to smile at himself since entering the classroom.

Accustomed to seeing the big scene in the rain of bullets, Lynn was still unpredictable about the environment in which many people of the same level coexisted, and his thinking was a little confused for a while, so that he couldn't see what the laughter of the little student meant. I didn't think about this for a while, and looked up at the blackboard, where Barn Finger still waved his right hand like a swordsman, leaving a bunch of unsightly lines on the blackboard, and the "battlefield" became a huge plain, and the rolling hills were just a few meters above the flat ground, and three villages and a piece of sand were the only scenery in this open area.

"Encounter!" The instructor gave his graffiti a very concise name, and then listed the situation on both sides of the battle: "Party A, a mechanized infantry battalion fighting in conjunction with tank troops; The B side, as one of the infantry battalions participating in the battle as a whole, is also tasked with fighting with tank units. Village D to the north was the place where the tanks of both sides were concentrated, and both sides had more than 100 tanks and were supported by roughly equal artillery, with the air force of B having a slight advantage. Limited to one day! ”

For this mode of wargame deduction, the newcomer Lynn asked the second lieutenant with glasses to know that the so-called "one-day time limit" means that according to the progress of the battlefield to simulate a day's operation, with their respective contributions to the battlefield to determine the victory or defeat, the instructor will provide information on the battlefield changes to both sides from time to time in this process, the complexity is higher than the previous offensive and defensive battles, on the contrary, the flexible surname and the longitudinal surname of the simulated commander have been compressed, so most students prefer the former one.

The 12 trainees who had not been on the stage before stepped forward automatically, and they were divided into two sides in groups of 6 people, with the side in charge of the mechanized infantry battalion emphasizing the mobile surname and the active surname of the operation, while the pure infantry side adopted the tactics of steady and steady fighting, and twice "built a defensive line on the spot" in the course of the battle. Halfway through, Barn Finger arranged for them to be attacked by the enemy's tanks and accidentally encountered air raids. Judging from the terrain and combat conditions, it is clear that this is a simulation of the armored battles that took place on the Eastern Front between 1942 and 1944.

After the deduction, Barn Finger still only gave a very simple evaluation and enlightenment: "The performance of both sides is basically qualified, but there are two points that should not be ignored: one is that on the real battlefield, if there is no tank and artillery group support, the most important thing for the infantry unit to encounter the enemy's tank group is not to hold on to the spot or retreat, but to remain calm and flexible; The second is that digging too much of a fortification can severely drain the soldiers' physical strength, making them unresponsive when attacking and retreating. As a result, today's Best Staff Officer Award was awarded to Lynn. Second Lieutenant Gargo, the prize is still a bottle of red wine - Second Lieutenant Gargo, please come to my room after dinner and get it, room number 710. ”

Red wine? Red wine again?

Lynn smiled dumbly, she had drunk half a glass of red wine a week before she came to the "Shelter", and she was still at the table where the Imperial Ministers were picking up the newlyweds, but she didn't expect to receive two bottles of red wine on the day she was discharged from the hospital. After all, isn't beer the favorite thing in Germany? Why do you get here and give away red wine one by one, is it because it is more valuable, or is it more portable or for other reasons?

After only four rounds of wargames, the afternoon class was over, and there was still a little time before dinner, Lynn asked her roommates if there were any leisure activities in the room, and the glasses officer reported several in one breath: bridge, chess, billiards, tennis and even football, the last one was undoubtedly Lynn's favorite, and I think there were no fallen leaves, curveballs and dazzling footwork in this era, if it weren't for the leg injury and shoulder injury, Lynn would have liked to get a pair of sneakers to open the eyes of his companions.

Following the route of the Ensign in glasses, Lynn passed the half-hour of free time that was said to be not every day, and her surprise at the "refuge" increased a little. In a slightly smaller cavern, the construction workers built a sand soccer field of standard size, on which several groups of soldiers were playing football for their own amusement, and the simply furnished grandstand was estimated to hold two or three thousand people, but at this time it became a place for young men and women to chat with each other. Among these men and women who have become lovers or are trying to develop, the men are obviously soldiers, all wearing the uniforms of marine, marine, and air soldiers, some of the women are wearing the nurse's clothes that Lynn is familiar with, some are wearing the small hats of restaurant waiters, and some are wearing ordinary civilian clothes.

Outside the football field, the corner space of the cave was used to build tennis and gateball courts. It's normal to see tennis courts here, but the gateball court makes Lynn wonder, the impression is that this is completely an activity for the elderly, but more than 95% of the people seen in the "shelter" are young people, such facilities are prepared for high-ranking generals who are not very willing to exercise, or is the "shelter" designed from the beginning of the full consideration of decades later?

At dinner, Lynn was still sitting with his roommates, and his head was still the same unkind look, but he no longer made sarcastic jokes, and the blonde lieutenant and the glasses lieutenant still had that kind expression, but they didn't take the initiative to talk to Lynn before and after the meal. In this strange atmosphere, Lynn misses the rapport with her subordinates in the past. It seems that colleagues of the same rank, rank, and age in the same field officer class see every companion around them as a potential competitor, and the appearance of anyone will make them feel more or less envious and jealous. If you want to get along with them, you must either be willing to become the queen of the palace, or completely conquer them with perfect performance in all aspects.

After dinner, Lynn went to the 7th floor of the dormitory as promised, and knocked on the door according to the room number Barnfinger said, but it was a young lady dressed as a lady who came to open the door, and was taken aback - there are still family members living in this dormitory?

"It's Lynn. Ensign Gargo! Come in! The lady kindly invited Lynn to the door, and the layout of this suite was obviously different from that of the ordinary officers' quarters below, and it was a study with some books on the cabinet against the wall, and a desk and a chair, and into it was the bedroom and the balcony, on which Barn Finger was standing and smoking.

A cigarette after the meal is really the enjoyment of the living immortals. Lynn muttered inwardly and greeted the youngest general of the German Army from afar.

"Ensign, please sit down for a moment!" Barn Finger said with his back to him, and the young lady politely asked Lynn if she needed some tea or coffee, for there was no cooking utensils in the room, and on the table near the balcony was a kettle that appeared to be heated by an electric heater and a set of metal tea sets, and the condition looked very shabby—not like a general's quarters, but like a real school teacher.

"Don't bother, we just had dinner, have you eaten?" Lynn politely replied.

The lady smiled and replied, "I've eaten at a regular restaurant!" ”

Lynn wanted to ask again if the food in the ordinary restaurant was the same as in the military restaurant, or if it was differentiated because of the difference in identity and surname, but when she thought of Eva's admonition, she honestly closed her mouth.

(To be continued)